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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN PART FOUR
"DAMN!.... She generally shouted out. Missy looked down covered her mouth mouthed something inaudible to her and slanted her head over to the double back doors. DeVante is here, hide. She whispered.
"WHAT ?"Aaliyah mouthed. I thought he went to sleep. She indicated using body language to make a sleeping pose with her hands instead of announcing it audible.
Missy rolled her eyes. Just hide. She indicated using her hand, Aaliyah tried to sass back however hearing DeVante's voice was sufficient enough to make her paranoid. There was something about that deep sultry voice of his that made you want to drop everything in a hot flash yet apprehensive as well when it got loftier when he was upset. Aaliyah kneels downward as Missy shuts the window.
"My bad for barging in unannounced. DeVante began.
"Yeah, what's going on? Charlene inquired with fake urgency sitting on the edge of the bed cross-legged. She was inquisitive as to why LaShawn was here and what the problem was.
"What's going on?! Is the fact these two are right here. LaShawn jumped right to it before DeVante could even ask anything. She pointed and suggested with her index finger. Had been covering for that little... UGH, Girl Scout cookie cutter—
"LaShawn I thought I told you to stop it with the name-calling, b. DeVante cautioned with seriousness written all over his face. He was growing tired of the immature antics. You're being fucking unnecessary.
LaShawn kissed her teeth. The only thing unnecessary right now De is these two covering up for Aaliyah. They know b-because they helped her squirm her little nonbooty ass behind out of the house and back. Both Missy and Charlene swiveled their eyes over at the woman or should they say two years older due to her immaturity level. The woman conducts herself like a twelve-year-old child, geez. Just confess it and don't deny it.
"De, what is this floozy ass broad going on about ?"Charlene raised a question tucking her arms. And tuh why are you in here ?"
DeVante rolled his eyes and shook his head, by now scarcely aggravated. LaShawn swears up and down that, Aaliyah left the house when I told her not to. She's convinced that you two helped maneuver or some dumb shit like that— I don't know. He air quoted with his fingers. The producer was growing sick of this shit.
Missy and Charlene glanced at one another before bursting into a loud laugh. "WHAT?! come on De us two. Charlene pointed between her and Missy. Conspiracy together for Aaliyah. Like NO WAY HOSEA!! Charlene laughed like a mania. PSST... I can't even spell conspiracy.
